Elementary school kinda sucked. I did average academically despite not caring about academics, but that changed in middle school when I learned how to study. I spent 1st grade in a Catholic school in Virginia and I hated going there. The school was always dusty, which was bad considering that I had allergies at the time. My snot flowed like the Nile River to the point that I needed to carry a pack of tissues with me or use my shirt if there were no tissues available. I remember a girl saying, "eww," when she saw the goods hanging from my nostrils. This was nothing compared to the rest of this post.
After that, I stayed in Guam and spent 2nd, 3rd, 4th, and a part of 5th grade. For four years, I had the same crazy bus driver who would shout at us for no apparent reason and making every kid on the bus relatively paranoid. Before driving, he would walk up and down to check if anyone was carrying anything they weren't supposed to bring. I still don't see the harm of playing your Gameboy on the bus considering that it's an hour to and from school. Everyone had to look out for each other as well as find different ways of hiding our games.
Speaking of Gameboys, I got scammed into giving this one fat kid my GBC with Pokemon Yellow believing that he'd give me Pikablu or Yoshi. He said that he'll need to have it for a day since the cheat would take a long time to do. After a week has passed, I soon realized that he lied and simply stole my GBC. I kept telling him to give it back, but he simply ignored me and lied about it being "his." He had it for a month! What a douche!I ended up getting it back after telling my Youth Center counselor and parents.
In the first few weeks of 5th grade, the class was split into two groups to work on our group projects. I was leaning across the table talking to my group and I just so happened to have a part of my underwear showing. One of my classmates screamed out, "Hey Miguel! Say hello to crack!" The entire class started laughing.
I spent the rest of 5th grade in TN. I had a teacher that looked and talked like a witch. She was really uptight. The popular dude in our class and I got screamed at in front of the class for finishing the class assignment early before she gave directions. The poor guy started hyperventilating and crying outside the classroom since he never got in trouble before. She chewed us out, told us to change our cards from green to yellow, and I didn't care since I was already done for the day. Thanks, but we can read the directions on the paper just fine. Having two girls fight over me all year made up for that. Woot.
Middle school was alright, but I had to deal with bullies. This one dude started picking on me because the girl he had a crush on liked me instead. He basically did what any stereotypical bully would do. The first time he did it, I was almost on the verge of crying, but I just sucked it up. The second time occurred during gym and he kept punching me on the shoulder. Even though it hurt a little bit, I ignored it and walked off. He left me alone after that. On both incidents, the teachers saw everything, but they didn't do anything to help me out. What the hell?
Anyways, got any stories to tell?
what are your best/worst memories of school?
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